My Sassy ‘Crown Princess’ Chapter 485
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Chapter 485. Sit By (1)Translator: Guy Gone Bad
Mo Fei’s soul force swarmed out, crushed into the sense sea of the three people, at the same time, those three people’s eyes became dead.
Qian Ye picked his eyebrow. Once Mo Fei made this move, the sense sea of those three people would be completely destroyed, and become total idiots.
Xiaocai looked at this scene, eyes beaming.
“Come on.” Mo Fei said to the little golden flood dragon and Tang Xiaocai.
The little golden flood dragon brandished his claws and jumped up and down, roaring.
“No!” said Mo Fei bluntly.
The little golden flood dragon let out a whine and rolled over on the ground.
“Still no.” Mo Fei said with firm tone.
Lou Yu squinted, asking, “What does this little guy want this time?”
Mo Fei shrugged. “He said he wants me to buy him wine, a lot of wine.”
Lou Yu helplessly smiled, “Forget it. The wine wouldn’t cost much. Just buy him two jars.”
Mo Fei glanced at Lou Yu and smiled disapprovingly. “You underestimate this guy’s appetite,” he said. “He asked me to buy him thousands of jars actually.”
Lou Yu popped his eyes out, “What??? So many???”
Mo Fei nodded and said, “Yeah!”
He thought, if it is just a few thousand jars of wine, it wouldn’t be a problem. The problem is, Xiao Jin is a typical example of bad drinker. If this guy got drunk, god knows what big trouble he would make.
The little golden flood dragon angrily roared toward Mo Fei and then rushed toward the restaurant at a lightning speed.
As the little flood dragon flew in, those jars of wine immediately flew into his space ring.
From one restaurant to another, he kept howling.
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Finding that the wine was missing, a restaurant owner anxiously chased out.
Tang Xiaocai shouted at the top of his voice, “You don’t chase after Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin said, those wine accounts are on uncle Mo Fei’s head, Xiao Jin has no star crystals, all are in uncle Mo Fei’s hands.”
Mo Fei, “…” Holy shit! Why didn’t he ever know that Xiaocai is such a backbite little wolf?
Mo Fei and Tang Xiaocai stared into each other’s eyes. Tang Xiaocai bit the finger, looking at Mo Fei with a total innocent expression.
Mo Fei looked at Tang Xiaocai’s ‘innocent’ expression, heart ruthlessly shivering. This damn little devil!
As he was about to scold Xiaocai, he already got surrounded by those ship-owners.
No one saw when the little flood dragon flew back. Tang Xiaocai jumped on his back, and he quickly flew toward the direction of Tianhe College.
Mo Fei looked at the back of the Xiao Jin and Tang Xiaocai, only bearing one idea in the mind, there must be an affair between those two!
Mo Fei and others managed to get rid of a bunch of creditors, and then returned to Tianhe College.
Looking at those travel-stained people, fat headmaster said boringly, “You come back.”
Mo Fei nodded. “Yes! Headmaster, did you see Xiao Jin and Xiaocai?”
Fat headmaster nodded, saying reasonably, “Yes! They came back a long time ago, much earlier than you. I have to say! Young as they are, these two little ones are very good!”
Mo Fei wide opened his eyes, staring at the fat headmaster, saying strangely, “Headmaster, what did you say? You said they are very good?”
Fat headmaster nodded, “Yes! Don’t you think?”
Mo Fei shook his head and said, “No, not at all.”
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“Your eyes aren’t bright enough!” Fat headmaster pointed to a pile of wine jars behind him, “See? Those are from Xiao Jin and Xiaocai.”
Mo Fei, “…”
Hands on his hips, fat headmaster said, “Although they are young, they are a lot better than you guys. Having taken you in as my disciples for so long, you never sent me anything. But I have taken Xiaocai in for a few days, at least he is thinking of me when he got something good.”
Mo Fei asked suspiciously, “Headmaster, with such a little benefit, and they got bribed?”
Fat headmaster mercilessly glared at Mo Fei an eye, “Am I that shallow? The thing is now what he sent me, but his heart. You heartless guys, learn from him.”
Mo Fei, “…”
Looking at them, fat headmaster asked, “Xiaocai said someone attacked him, is that true?”
Mo Fei nodded. “Yes! It was sent by Wang Yue, Tang Qiangji’s mother.”
Fat headmaster wore a cold face, “the fight between children should let them solve themselves, when her son bullies other kids, and she just turns a blind eye, while when her son got bullied, he sent people for assignation? That stupid woman is really a bitch!”
Mo Fei and others nodded, approving.
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